Gu Zuoyan's calm and ridiculous expression: "It's really a pity that you have such a good imagination and don't write novels, otherwise even Zhang Ailing and Su Qing are not your opponents." He had a sad expression on his face: "If you want to come to trouble today, I don't welcome it." ”

I snorted unconfidently: "How come, I came here to take pictures today, how did I know I would meet you." "I thought to myself very helplessly, I never seemed to have the upper hand in front of the person in front of me, Totally. Whether it makes sense or not, he always seems to be able to take the lead and let the other person's train of thought deviate from the original track with it. In order to make myself look less miserable, I commanded in God's voice: "I'm in a hurry, please hurry up." ”

I have to say that Gu Zuoyan is doing a set like a set, just like he is now tinkering with the new camera in his hand, just like what a photographer should look like. His eyes flickered a few times, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of haze. I heard a voice coming through the miasma: "Good shot, you'll be able to pick up the picture in a few days." ”

I really didn't expect that the service of the photo studio would be like this now. The scheduled time for picking up the photos has not yet arrived, but my new photos have been sent to my home.

I took the parcel from Shui Qing's hand, and couldn't wait to open it to find out, but I unexpectedly found Gu Zuoyan's handwritten letter. I'm really familiar with this handwriting, so the moment I saw the handwriting, I even had a trance-like feeling, as if everything that happened these days was just a dream, and we were still friends in the drama club who had not known each other for a long time.

I remembered the last time I inadvertently mentioned Gu Zuoyan in my letter, Mislin replied to me in a tone of "I knew this was the case", she is not surprised that anything happened to Gu Zuoyan, because this man is originally synonymous with "mysterious", his identity and past make people want to find out, and his aura is so strong that people can't look at it directly.

I thought Mislin's description was an exaggeration, but now I agree with my friend's judgment. In order to confirm my suspicion, I went to the photo studio where I met Gu Zuoyan again a few days later. The shop is still open, and the décor is the same as before. But it was precisely Gu Zuoyan who made me puzzled that disappeared out of thin air.

I inquired about Gu Zuoyan's whereabouts, but the new brother was not moved at all, and always insisted that he and Gu Zuoyan were only a few faces, and since I paid for this store, I have never seen him again, and I don't know where he went.

I still chased after him like a kraft candy: "Then you at least tell me why he sold this shop, he was fine when I saw him the other day!" ”

That little brother really didn't show weakness, he spread his hands: "Maybe it's a lack of money, maybe it's because of you, who knows?" Anyway, I only spent two small yellow croakers in this shop, and I still asked so many why! ”

I couldn't help but stop talking, but when I thought about it, it was really impossible to get something out of this person's mouth, so I had to walk away stupidly.

I didn't notice anything wrong with it at the time, I just thought that maybe the little bosses who were hungry for profit were like this. But then the eldest brother's words made me suddenly open, how could anyone buy the next store so hastily! Let's not talk about whether the price is appropriate, in case the original owner owes money and commits a crime, or if someone dies in this store, can it be so understated and unconcerned? So from then on, I could finally be sure that Gu Zuoyan was either an undercover agent or a spy, and he must have an ulterior conspiracy! Another woman's intuition tells me that my fate with this person will not stop there, and we will meet again in the future.

I thought to myself, I'll go, I'm going to die a terrible death when I see this guy again! I don't know for what reason, in the face of the eldest brother who has always been the most trusted, I still chose to keep my mouth shut. I didn't tell him about my fate with Gu Zuoyan, nor did I reveal my suspicions, but I felt that if Gu Zuoyan was a communist, the political difference between the two would make the two of them enemies, and this was the last thing I wanted to see!

I wrote the time and place of the shooting on the back of the photo sent by Gu Zuoyan, and signed my name. There were four photos, one sent to Mislin in the United States, one to Wei February, one in a beautiful ceramic photo frame, and one that I thought I could give to the person I loved the most in my life.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but I went to that photo studio twice. Like its appearance, business has always been cold. Once again, even the door of the shop was closed, and a sign was hung on it, which said in chalk that the owner was going to be away for a few days because of personal matters, and that he would continue to open when he returned in a few days. I can't help but be a little funny, I don't know if laziness is contagious, which of the businessmen of this era does not rack their brains, eager to earn other people's money into their own pockets, the two bosses in front of and behind this shop are good, completely regard money as dung, and do not take it to heart.

When the spring flowers fell, everyone was waiting for a good season, but they didn't expect to wait for a deeper disaster. On July 7th, the famous "Qiqi Lugou Bridge" incident officially broke out.

Of course, these names are all for later, and the battle that took place on the night of July 7 on the Lugou Bridge was almost unexpected, and no one would have imagined that it would become the prelude to the next eight-year Sino-Japanese war. The hypocrisy and ferocity of the Japanese are vividly demonstrated in this matter, and they have long been thinking of attacking Wanping in one fell swoop, but they are still trying to find a high-sounding reason as before.

Most Chinese knew about this on the morning of July 8. It was a normal Wednesday, and the family woke up early in the morning as usual, and after a hurried breakfast, it was about to start a busy day. And when we turned on the radio, we couldn't help but be stunned. No one would have thought that so many things would happen in just one night!

My father was the first to recover from the shock, and he said goodbye to his grandfather after a hasty breakfast: "Dad, I have to take a look at such a big thing in the unit, and it is estimated that I will be back late tonight." ”